বীরবাণী (১৯০৫)/To The Awakened India
To The Awakened India.
Once more awake!
For sleep it was, not death, to bring thee life
Anew, and rest to lotus-eyes, for visions
Daring yet, The world in need awaits, O Truth!
No death for thee;
Resume thy march,
With gentle feet that would not break the
Peaceful rest, even of the road-side dust
That lies so low. Yet strong and steady,
Blissful bold and free. Awakener, ever,
Forward! Speak thy stirring words.
Thy home is gone,
Where loving hearts had brought thee up, and
Watched with joy thy growth. But Fate is strong
This the law—all things come back to the source
Their strength to renew.
Then start afresh,
Fom the land of thy birth, where vast cloud-belted,
Snows do bless and put their strength in thee,
For working wonders anew. The heavenly
River tunes thy voice to her own immortal song;
Deodar shades give thee eternal peace.
And all above,
Himala's daughter Uma, gentle, pure,
The Mother that resides in all as power,
And Life, Who works all works, and
Makes of One the world, Whose mercy,
Ones the gate to truth and shows
The One in All, give thee untiring
Strength, which leads to Infinite Love.
They bless thee all,
The seers great whom age nor clime
Can claim their own, the fathers of the
Race, who felt the heart of Truth the same,
And bravely taught to man ill-voiced or
Well. Their servant, thou hast got
The Secret,—'tis but One.
Then speak, O Love!—
Before thy gentle voice serene behold how
Visions melt, and fold after fold of dreams
Departs to void, till Truth and Truth alone,
In all its glory shines.
And tell the world—
Awake, arise, dream no more!
This is the land of dreams, where Karma
Weaves unthreaded garlands with our thoughts,
Of flowers sweet or noxious,—and none
Has root or stem, being born in naught, which .
The softest breath of Truth drives back to
Primal nothingness. Be bold and face
The Truth! Be one with it! Let visions cease,
Or, if you cannot, dream then truer dreams,
Which are Eternal Love and Service Free.